Therapy.
This is my second story on Lit, my first being a dream I had, this one being a fantasy I am currently thrilled to be having in my mind. Sharing with everyone here simply because it makes me happy.
Ah, therapy, something of a love hate thing for me. See I have been through some pretty bad stuff and it was suggested that even now that my life has done a happy 180, I really should talk to someone about things. So, with the support of my new family, I tried a therapist but hated the cold clinical vide I got from her. So, after a little searching we found another. Apparently its hard to find a ptsd counselor for teens/young adults. Well after three sessions with Victoria, Vicky, Vic, I am opening up. But I am also enjoying a bit of fantasizing about her. She is in her late twenties, pretty, reminds me of Allison Hannigan. I am just totally crushing on her voice, and her expressions, how she listens, the questions she asks, oh, and her attire. She always crushes her outfit. So, enjoy my little fantasy about her and I.
Brandi sat nervously rubbing her soft hands as she waited to meet her new therapist. Her first one was horrible and the eighteen-year-old didn't have the patience to go through this again if this one didn't work out. A door opened and a very cute woman glanced around the small waiting room. "Brandi?' Her eyes locking onto Brandi's as she smiled. "Nice to meet you, come on in."
Brandi had only become sexually active recently, her gf and her had made it almost three weeks before succumbing to the lustful love they had felt for each other. Now Brandi's mind had started to open up, her eyes wandering, watching people, mostly women who she found appealing. "I'm Victoria, but you can also call me Vicky or Vic, I like any of them."
She held out a small soft hand which Brandi shook. "I'm Brandi, obviously. Nice to meet you." Brandi could smell Vicky's perfume and it instantly had her hooked, mesmerizing her with its lovely scent.
Vicky offered Brandi her choice of seats, numerous comfortable looking chairs or a couch, which she chose. Brandi took in her new therapist. The off-white cotton blouse didn't hide her brown lace bra, that matched her flowing brown skirt. The brown leather boots made Brandi stare a little too long. For the next hour Brandi opened her heart and soul to Victoria, who asked questions, and took notes. Brandi absorbed the women's scent and appearance the entire time, feeling her young body responding just like a normal teen who had only just recently discovered the joys that sex could bring. That evening in the shower she masturbated. Stepping under the hot water Brandi wasted no time with one hand slipping down her own belly to her throbbing swollen pussy, where she gave it a few rubs before one finger slipped inside. She loved how it felt, her inner walls gripping at her finger, how perfect it seemed. Soon she ended up on the shower floor, her back arched as she rubbed her hot pussy and stiff clit to the memory of Vicky, her orgasm shaking her to her core.
Brandi didn't fixate on her therapist for the following week but when it came time for her appointment, she did make sure she had on some simple makeup and perfume, as well as a bit more of a mature outfit. Real slacks, a nice blouse and then her hair in a lovely braid, which turned out to be ironic because Victoria had her hair in a similar braid. This time she was wearing a lovely summer dress that hugged her figure and caught Brandi's eye instantly. Her smooth legs looked so touchable and her painted toes finished both the look and Brandi as she and her gf enjoyed toes. The session brought up sex, and sexuality which Brandi blushed over. Her rape was a very intense subject but quickly over shadowed by her most current experience with her girlfriend. "So do you consider yourself gay? a Lesbian?" Vicky asked Brandi, a curious note in her voice.
"No, not really, I mean until I moved in with my new family I hadn't had any thoughts of sex, or my own sexuality, then Leia and I just became friends, yet it always felt like more. That lasted three weeks of us kissing, and other things like touching but I finally couldn't wait any longer and told her I was ready." The discussion went on about all that, bringing memories to Brandi who became increasingly aroused, her nipples poking out through the blouse since she often didn't wear a bra because of her small breasts. After this session Vicky told her how proud she was that she was so open, then they hugged. The hug lingered just slightly, giving Brandi a good inhale of Vicky's perfume and another scent. Brandi knew she needed a shower as soon as she got home. This one was shared with Leia who teased her a bit about her crush but helped Brandi get out the sexual urges by helping her get not one but two powerful orgasms, one with the younger teen leaning against the shower wall as Leia eat her from behind, her tongue driving deep into both of her very wet holes, the second as the two writhed together on the hot wet floor, enjoying each other.
For the next week Brandi tried to figure out what to wear that might make Vicky look at her a bit more. She knew there wasn't anything going to happen but she wanted....what did she want? Brandi shook her head and picked out a flared skirt, and a tight tee shirt. Simple yet it showed so much more of her. Her first look at Vicky made her heart jump a bit, and instantly put her body in overdrive.
Vicky was wearing a charcoal pencil skirt, a matching waist jacket under which was some sort of lace shirt. Her legs were covered in opaque grey tights and on her feet were 3" heels. She looked professional and stunning. "Wow, I really like your outfit Vic." Brandi said, trying not to sound too stunned. "You look really nice too, Brandi, its nice to see a more confident look on you." All through the session Brandi couldn't keep her eyes off Vicky's legs and the part of the lace top she could see. Her imagination filled in the rest, in her head the tights were thigh high and Vicky wasn't wearing panties, and the lace top showed her breasts once the jacket opened.
Victoria was losing her cool. The young woman sitting across from her had picked a perfect outfit to show off her petite figure. The shirt was tight, and hugged the outlines of her small breasts perfectly. The nipples were a beautiful size and poking out so well. Vicky knew they had both chosen outfits to cause a reaction with the other. Throughout the session each woman was taking note of the others glances. Each had gotten what they wanted. After a hug goodbye Victoria wondered if Brandi also went home and pleasured herself.